This is a song about "Left"

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Promises that had us left assured

Take away what ever's left

Bout time i got my respect

Your father left you for another

And let them lames get your old number

Them people see my good side

Left her outta the limelight

Or something that you paid for

I left for one summer,

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

And i'm left for the corrections,

Rub my back, then let me lay

Got nothing left to say

Could i make you my baby

Friend after friend left me